I am very thankful for parents who faithfully taught me and my siblings the basics of the Christian gospel, and whose lives truly modelled Christian discipleship. I was part of a small Brethren assembly in London which expressed genuine care for a small boy, specially praying for me when I contracted polio. And it was at that time that I came to faith, at the age of five, through a mission for children and through my father’s wise guidance and prayer.
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